Although, sometimes you have to push yourself. We're here to do that, but not physically. You know you want it, but now you have to give in to temptat...ion and lower yourself right to her snatch and go to town. If you want, close your eyes and pretend she is Kaylee. There is no shame in that either, and just one final note before I shut up: if Kaylee were here right now, she'd be cheering you on and encouraging you to do this just as we are, I'm positive. She'd be naked and violating her pussy as. Achanak uski nazar mujh par padi to woh ekdam se ghabra gayi aur kahne lagi ki yeh bakra kya kar raha tha to maine dheere se uske kandhe par hath rakh kar kaha ki bakrabakri kozannat ki sair kara raha hai to usne kaha ki zannat ki sair main samjhi nahi to maine dheere se uske kan ke pas munh kar ke kaha aao ashram mein chalta hain aur umhe sikhate hain ki kaise zannat ki sair hoti hai woh kuchh jhijhki par main use apne sath andar le jane me safal ho gaya.Andar jakar maine usase kaha ki zannat. "He's so... wow! So nice. So gentle."Les Nesman, the station's incompetent, but lovable, news reporter walks in at this time and overhears the two women's conversation."With long blond hair," Bailey continues, ignoring the presence of the little man. "And such a... a nice tight ass."Les blushes profusely misconstruing the description as being Jennifer and that the two women were talking about going out together for sex."You'r... you're both sick!" He blurts out towards Bailey, flustered.And he. Her body gleamed with perspiration. Her scent seemed to surround me, an earthy smell that made me feel light headed. Then I realized that my own scent had joined hers, filling our small room with the aroma of aroused women. The air seemed heavy and dank. She leaned over me and a drop of her perspiration fell off her nipple onto my face. It seemed the most erotic thing that had ever happened to me.She snuggled down into my arms and began kissing my throat, then my chest. Soon her mouth.